I always used to say, "Nothing can bring me down".
And now I eat my words, as I'm dropped 6ft underground.
The sharp knife of cancer cut my mother's life in half.
Of course I was the one to follow that same path.
How can a cell, so much smaller than my fist,
take over my body and leave me frozen just like this.
I was once strong.
I was once me.
I was once more, than just patient 403
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